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artsolarsash · 5 months
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Stellar city: @8um8le
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sonicluxhedgeman · 3 months
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holy SHIT I can't believe the Cellist is fucking DEAD
Not really! He'll be fine soon enough! :3
I made this fanart of Jazztronauts cuz its such a cool freaking garry's mode gamemode! It's like its own game, I love the characters, the stories, everything! Hope y'all like this!
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cosmonautroger · 14 days
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Wassily Kandinsky, The Singer, 1903
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khiita · 10 months
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woag... mr freddie stellan from S/TELL☆R fame :-) 💙 @infamous-if
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mephilesthedork · 9 months
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So, I've been seeing people make this misconception, so I just wanna clear it up;
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Purple rain,
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Purple sprain
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icyderangedandtrans · 10 months
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im tired of pretending singer isn't my actual favorite character cellist is amazing, but singer is just too fucking good
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16woodsequ · 6 months
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Hi!
I saw the title "I know why the Caged Bird" and it sounds like the first line in a poem. Naturally, I'm intrigued.
Tell me more about it please! A snippet perhaps?
Oh thanks for asking about my wips! The title is based off that poem! It is a transformer fic, one of my only non-marvel fics.
It is a prequel to my fic The Singer. The premise is Starscream has prophetic singing powers, but the Singer position had been twisted and undermined by the Prime over the years.
This fic is from his guard Sideswipe's pov from the time he starts guarding Starscream to when Megatronus and Orion Pax starts the events of The Singer.
I haven't written much of this fic, but I'd love to finish it one day!
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“Singer Starscream,” Prowl calls, his doorwings flicking down in respect as he looks up at him. “I came to present your new guards. Sideswipe and Sunstreaker.”
The red optics narrow and Sideswipe almost shivers and they sweep over him, scrutinizing him and his brother. Then, in a swift, graceful movement, the Singer leaps down from the alcove. He lands softly on his peds a few paces away, the light wafting fabric of an intricately beaded robe settling down behind him.
The robe is high quality and probably servo-made, something Sideswipe would never be able to afford even with his new palace salary. He can see a glint of envy in Sunstreaker’s optic. Sideswipe always felt robes were too tedious, but Sunstreaker would spend every credit he had on one that complimented his paint job if he could.
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raquel-b · 1 year
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Trials For Navigator in a nutshell lol.
Sorry for not posting much, lots of work in real life...
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technomanceer · 2 years
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i dont draw singer too often but have some silly little notebook doodles i did of them while listening to a friends bossa nova playlist
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aditheursula · 5 months
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Roberto Carlos (the singer) is Latin America's Neil Diamond. I will not be taking questions at this time. Thank you.
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jayfitzmaurice · 2 years
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I put a spell on you
And now
You're Mine
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egyptianguard · 8 months
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CELLIST MADE HIM CRY, HE SMOKED HIS KLINER AND MADE HIM CRY I'M KILLING YOU YOU FUCKING SMOKE PIECE OF SHIT STONER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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myself-85 · 8 months
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TATSURO YAMASHITA RCA/AIR Official YouTube Channel
This is the fateful song that made me start playing the guitar. いまだに前奏のカッティングは遠い憧れのまんまなんだよな…
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trendnfun · 10 months
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Hong Kong Singer Coco Lee: A Rising Star in the Music Industry
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Hong Kong singer Coco Lee has become a prominent figure in the music industry, captivating audiences worldwide with her powerful vocals, versatile performances, and charismatic stage presence. Born on January 17, 1975, in Hong Kong, Coco Lee, whose full name is Ferren Lee-Kelly, has enjoyed a successful career spanning over two decades. This article delves into the life and achievements of Coco Lee, highlighting her rise to fame, musical style, and lasting impact on the global music scene.
1. Early Life and Background
Coco Lee was born and raised in Hong Kong, where she developed a deep passion for music from a young age. Growing up in a musically inclined family, she was influenced by her father, who played the violin, and her mother, who was a piano teacher. These early experiences nurtured Coco Lee's love for music and set the stage for her remarkable journey as a singer.
2. Breakthrough in the Music Industry
Coco Lee's breakthrough in the music industry came in the early 1990s when she participated in the New Talent Singing Awards, a prestigious singing competition in Hong Kong. Her exceptional talent and commanding stage presence caught the attention of record producers, leading to the release of her debut album, "Love from Now On," in 1994. The album's success propelled Coco Lee into the limelight, establishing her as a rising star in the Hong Kong music scene.
3. Musical Style and Versatility
One of the defining aspects of Coco Lee's career is her remarkable versatility as a singer. She effortlessly traverses various genres, including pop, R&B, dance, and jazz, showcasing her exceptional vocal range and adaptability. Coco Lee's ability to seamlessly switch between musical styles has earned her international acclaim and a diverse fan base.
4. International Recognition
Coco Lee's talent transcends borders, and she has gained significant recognition on the international stage. Her collaboration with renowned artists such as Julio Iglesias, Quincy Jones, and Black Eyed Peas brought her music to a global audience. In 2003, she gained further acclaim with her English-language album, "Just No Other Way," which featured the hit single "Do You Want My Love." This album solidified her position as an internationally recog...read more
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icyderangedandtrans · 8 months
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my favorite thing to apply to a character is what heister they main in PAYDAY 2
Singer? Duke
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tigers-eyes-26 · 1 year
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Colors Chapter 4: The end
The next night Waluigi didn’t show up. Pauline was the mayor and his employer she could do what she wanted. She knocked on his hotel room.
“Who is it?”
“Who do you think?”
“Go away!”
“IF you don’t show up you are not going to be paid for tonight.”
“I don’t care!”
Pauline blew out a puff of air. Fine if money wasn’t going to draw him out, she had a pretty good idea what would.
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The next day a poster was slipped under his hotel door. Waluigi’s eyes bulged when he read it. He slammed the door open. Pauline, who was walking away, turned coolly at the commotion. “FINE, I’m only doing this for my adoring fans and not for you!” 
She looked at him through hooded eyes. “Perfect.” She turned and sauntered down the hall with a proud look on her face.
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Poster of the upcoming Dance Show Case was everywhere! The tickets were sold out. Waluigi spend weeks practiced his most difficult dances with the Mayor. The band practiced the handpicked music, the lights were designed to be as flashy as possible. It was all coming together.
Waluigi was relaxing in the green room an hour before the biggest performance of his life. He had a black dress shirt, purple dress pants and white dress shoes. His purple sequined vest was laying next to him on the couch he was sitting on.  An assistant was behind the couch massaging his shoulders. Pauline walked into the room. She had on a silver sequined top, disco ball earrings, a red skirt that was down to her knees and black heels. She looked at the scene disappointed. “Ashely, you can leave.”
“Oh, ok Miss Mayor.” She scuttled past the mayor and out the door. She pouted at Wally. “She has more important things to do.”
“Than give the star of the night a massage!?” He crossed his arms and slouched perturbed. Pauline took the assistant’s spot. She gripped his shoulders and started to dig her thumbs into him. “Wah!” Waluigi flinched with the pressure.
She didn’t let go. “You are not going to get the knots out if you don’t work hard on them.” He grit his teeth together and let her continue. “I’m going to approve of the Casino, with only one caveat….”
“Oh?” He squeaked out.
“That you come to check up on the establishment every year.”
“AH!” he exclaimed in pain and surprise.
“Your fans would appreciate to see your face every once and a while.” She continued to dig at a knot that was next to his shoulder blade. Waluigi gripped at the chair his knuckles turned white. “With you being a partner in Wario Inc. I would rather you and not Wario come to check on it.” He squeezed his eyes closed so that tears wouldn’t leak out. “By the way, why is it called Wario Inc and not Wario and Waluigi Inc?”
“Selfish…baaaAAAHH!”
“There!” Pauline finally let go of his boney shoulders.
Waluigi gently rubbed at the spot that she had been working on. He straightened his back and moved his shoulders around. “Huh?” His shoulders actually felt better.
“Your welcome.” She smirked down at him. He gave her a stink eye. “I’m going to give the band a pep-talk before the show.” She sauntered out of the room.
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The show was fantastic, sensational, electric. There was Cha-cha, Samba, Salsa, Swing, Jazz, Lindy hop, Disco and many more dances were put on display. Every trick was performed to perfection. Everyone enthusiastically applauded, cheered, and was awed at the show of expertise. Waluigi was having the time of his life! Sweat dripped down his sideburns but he hardly cared how exhausted he was. He played it up for the crowd, posing for them, and encouraging them to cheer louder for him.
At the end of the last dance, Waluigi dipped Pauline down low. She winked up at him he almost dropped her, instead he spun her up. They both bowed, and the stage was showered with roses.
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Waluigi waited for the next helicopter. He had his purple polo and white shorts. His purple fedora wasn’t going to fit in his briefcase, so it sat proudly on his head with a new red rose tucked into the white band around it. He looked up to the sky and grumbled about the upcoming travel ahead of him.
“What no goodbye?” Waluigi whipped around to spot the Mayor in her red pantsuit with a purple sun hat. She got into his space and pouted in his face.
He coolly smirked at her. “Didn’t want to break my fans hearts.”
She smarmily rolled her eyes at him. “c’mere.” She opened her arms to invite a hug.
He scratched the back of his head. “Not really the hugging type.” He deflected. She yanked the front of his shirt to get him off balance and into her arms. “Wah!” he felt her put something in his back pocket. He jumped out of the embrace. “HEY! Hands off the merchandise!” He checked his back pocket. It was a check. His eyes bulged at the amount.
“Your cut of the money from the show case and from the sell of the instructional videos. More will be coming your way soon.”
He gave her a distrustful look. “My cut eh? What percentage did I get exactly?”
“50 percent.”
“Only 50? Your holding out on me toots.”
“The other 50 went to pay the band, the light and sound tech, The camera men and the editors, for distribution, the elect-.”
“I get it! I get it!” He patted the air with his hands to get her to stop her list. “You pay your people well.” He folded his arms. “If I were you, I would pocket a big lump of that.”
She crossed her arms indignantly. “I did get some of it, I was in the performance if you recall?”
He tapped his chin with his finger. “mmmm…. Can’t say that I do….” She moved to punch him in the arm he slipped out of her range, with a big grin. “All I remember was people screaming my name.”
“You Jerk!” She swung again this time contacting his shoulder.
He rubbed the throbbing spot. “Ow!”
“It’s what you deserve you scoundrel!” she balled her fists at her sides and glared at him.
He smiled and slunk closer to her. “Scoundrel, eh?” He wrapped his arms around her locking her arms to her sides “I wouldn’t have you think of me any other way.” she looked up at him with a mix of curiosity and daring. He studied her face. The wind picked up blowing Pauline’s hat off the building. They didn’t seem to notice. Caught looking at each other as their goodbyes. The wind grew stronger blowing her brunet hair back. Stronger still it blew his hat down into his eyes, effectively breaking their staring contest. Waluigi let go of the Mayor and held on to his hat, annoyed.
They both turned around to see the wind was actually coming from the approaching helicopter. It landed. He gathered his briefcase. She yelled over the drone of the blades. “See you next year!” He saluted back at her not wanting to yell over the sound. He jumped into the flying machine and was off. Pauline waved until it was a fair way off. Next year, hopefully sooner, they would see each other again.
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